Savannah is home to the bench where Forrest Gump famously said “my momma always said life is like a box of chocolates … ya never know what your gonna get”. I never really understood that saying. Did chocolate boxes not used to have menus?
Unfortunately the bench was only a prop for the movie so was later removed. It was cool seeing the backdrop exactly as it was in the film though.
A part of experiencing Savannah is lounging outside an artsy coffee shop which we thoroughly enjoyed, sipping away at our yummy albeit slightly pretentious ‘spiced lavender lattes’.
Something that has surprised me about the States is the amount of antiques shops there are. Finding a shop that sells fresh groceries is like finding a needle in a haystack but anything threadbare, rusty or no longer in use can be found in abundance in any American town. Luckily for me I love that kind of thing.
Forsyth Square was one of my favourite areas in Savannah. There was some sort of editorial shoot going on hence the image above. At first I thought someone was having an amazing fairytale picnic but unfortunately I don’t think that kind of thing actually happens in real life.
Yummy mummy workouts, however, very much do. It was awesome to see so many mums out getting active with their little ones. I wish I saw more clubs like this at home although I’m not sure it would have the same appeal on Caerleon common in -2 degrees. Nutty was all over it like a rash. Yes Clem, like a rash. Not a bear.
Leafy squares and coffee shops there might be but Savannah earned its money from its port which is still thriving today. We loved sitting by the river with a beer watching the huge container ships go by.
We stayed in this awesome sixties themed motel where we had moonpies and cola on arrival (apparently these are “the caviar and champagne of the South”) and Krispy Cremes for breakfast. I was in my element.
One more little pit stop picnic before we continue our journey West. Life is good.